Forgive Me My Wife
Our Home

Day is up in the afternoon. Bima's black Mercy turns to take another lane midway home after previously picking up Viona at the boutique first.

“We, where are you going, Mas?”

“Where are ya?” Bima asked back. A happy hue as well as an unceasing smile imprinted on his handsome face.

“Hih, Mas. who actually dong answered, where are you going?” Viona shook Bima's arm while putting on a sullen face.

“Sabar honey, soon we arrive.” Bima grabbed Viona's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently.

Along the way they hold hands, like a teenage couple who are drunk with romance, reluctant to be far apart for a second. Viona looked at the road that passed, she felt began to recognize where the direction of the car she was riding.

“This is right, the way to our old house. Aye right?” Viona turned her eyes from the window and turned to the man who was focusing on driving, staring with a questionable look on his face.

“Hmm,” murmured Bima followed by nod.

Sure enough, the car stopped just outside the gate of the residence of Bima and Viona first. Viona came down, stepped doubtfully then was stunned as she swept a glance around.

The sturdy building was indeed their home that had been abandoned because Viona decided to move after Bima officially divorced her and gave the key to Annisa. Too many memories there, Viona felt unable to bear it at that time.

The house where their togetherness began now looks different than before. Many renovated sections were also added. The last time Viona passed was about a year ago.

What seemed at that time was just a deserted house that was left unkempt. But now, cypress trees neatly lined up on the left and right side of the house, beautiful flowers embedded neatly welcomed in the front, so fresh and beautiful also feels alive.

“Come, we're in.” Bima pulled Viona who was still glued observing around. Bima unlocks and goes inside.

When he was declared free from iron bars. The first time Bima came was the house. After that he began to renovate and also replace and add some new furniture, devote all his love in every corner to rearrange his dream home with a new atmosphere and determined to bring back his small family to the house.

Viona touched the tip of her fingers along every surface of the object that was there. The furniture is still the same in part, but the new stuff dominates more. Everything is classic nuances like his favorite, the curtains are also changed with his favorite color of purple light combined with white. The paint throughout the house was changed to a clean white than before that was old cream.

In every corner of the house again appeared the greatness of the shadows of their togetherness first in Viona's mind. From the start a story that is painful as well as sweet combined into one. His foot stepped into the kitchen and Bima followed. The shadow of Bima who was wearing an apron while baking her charred bread was the first thing that came to light there. A light laugh broke out from Viona's mouth.

“Why laugh, hmm?” Bima frowned faintly.

“I remember when Mas tried to prepare breakfast, but the bread ended up charred.”

Viona's beautiful eyes glittering with her plump eyelashes nailed to Bima's silky netra, all regrets still seem clustered in her husband's black bead.

“When I was single, I purposely built this house for me to occupy when I was married. I know, in this house there's more to your tears than your laughter. But now I want to erase all the sadness that is going on in this house and wash it with all the adoration of my love for you. Hope hopefully can shed and drive away all the suffering that was ever created. If you don't mind, I want us to move back here and start over right. But if you don't want it I won't force.”

Viona had yet to reply, still fixated on the bead of Bima's eyes staring deep in there.

“Come on, let's take a look around the other room."

Bima embraced Viona and took her around. Now in the back garden there is a children's play area that Bima made for Nara. Swings, slides and his friends in the design are so sweet there.

The swimming pool is still in the back of the house, just beside it is made a small swimming pool that is ideal for children playing water.

Bima also brought Viona to a new room on the first floor. Inside there are various sketching needs and a sewing machine is the best ever. Rolls of expensive fabrics also enliven the contents. Bima made it as Viona's workspace. He knew, for Viona, designing fashion was not just a job, but also her life, her charm that made her shine.

Then they went to the second floor. Shows the room that used to be reserved for Nara. It has been designed in such a way with all the typical knick-knacks of girls. And lastly, Bima invited Viona to open the door of the main room. Inside it is so well laid out. All the furniture was replaced, the paint and also the design and color are very in accordance with the taste of Viona. Bima never agreed when he wanted to arrange and design the room, but now Bima made it happen, even sheets, blankets and other objects were dominated by similar colors.

“Then, I always debated your opinion without caring if maybe it made you sad and disappointed. I forgot about that. Now, when the second chance is given to me, I want to make up for all my mistakes with you by devoting the rest of my life to loving you, making you happy, and sharing my life with you" he said.

Bima grabbed Viona, pulling her tiny lady back to lean against her chest. Bima's heavy breath sounded loud, laden with regretful burdens on the chest.

Stifled isakan accompanied the sigh of Viona. Her sparkling beautiful eyeballs began to moisten the source of her springs. He was still silent without a word.

The taste of haru is seeping in his heart space. All the things that Bima did now touched the deepest recesses of her heart. Not expecting that Bima really did a lot in his business to become a husband and father figure that should be.

Viona's body slowly turned. Bima raised her chin gently. There were tears that began to fall soaked the smooth cheeks of his beloved wife, peeling one by one her eyelids alternately.

“Don't cry again, dear. My heart aches every time I remember I've made your beautiful eyes always soaked in tears. If you don't agree to move here, don't force it. All I want now is that you are always happy when you are with me.”

“This is not a tear of sadness, but a happy tear. Being owned by you now, is the greatest joy of my life, making me feel complete. Mas now removes the gaping emptiness that always hurts me, perfecting it and filling the gaping hole with the outpouring of worship of your sincere love for me. here has indeed happened many things filled with sweet memories also bitter, bitter, but I'm willing to start all over again right from the start. Come on, we stay again here.”

“You're serious, want to move again here?” tanya Bima reassured.

“Iya, Mas. I will," said Viona with a smile accompanied by a nod at the end.